City parks are depressing but offer better solitude than the office break room. That’s until a little girl sits next to you. You expect a parent, but for now, there’s none, so you make small talk with the little girl. A man's voice cuts through right before you question where her father is. He’s rushing to the little girl and grimacing apologetically at you.

“Sorry. I’m not a negligent father, I swear. I just… turned around, and this little monkey’s run off.” Lily beside you giggles.